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Syndrome Fighters

About Me

JOSHUA HEIGHTS
VAIN REPETITIONS
Alone and tired I walk this crooked path
Contemplating an endless series of mishaps
I find a place to rest and weigh in my mind
Am I passing the eternal test?
Guide my heart, show me the way
Forever more erase the decay
Have mercy on my soul, this black hole
Protect those I love, hear their cries
Bless those I despise
Nothing really changes,
The World stays in a constant loop of struggle and trouble
Pursue love, do the noble thing
Search hi, search low
Be a light the continually glows
Finally you think you arrived at the place
And became the person you are supposed to be
Then, realize, after awhile, nothing is what it seems to be
So, I ponder my life with a grin
For it has been like spinning in circles
And spitting in the wind
Nothing, but vain repetitions
AH!
But maybe this is the interlude
The next chapter, exciting adventures
Love overtures
There, I will discover a new stratosphere
That houses no pain, no tears
Only, beautiful love sustained
But yes, this place is obtained
Craw! Pull! Dig! Climb!
Use my mind!